Swaying upon the embrace of night
idle whispers do motion on trustful  leafs.

Let us dance with your features embraced,  
not let the stars gaze at our spender
courting on every movements embrace.

Each does motion with ease
swaying on serenities blissful touch,
descending delicately where once connected
another playful falling to nothingness.

Whispers in the night play on vulnerabilities
now in silences dawn, another one does fall.